Terminal 3

Imagine the future. Not the flossy-glossy one that feels like riding a Tesla driven by a coked out Ayn Rand. No. Imagine instead... a future somewhere between a white cishet libertarian's wet dream with sexbots and a nightmare Greta Thunberg had during a nap after eating expired tofu chimichangas. Can you picture that? No? Try this: Los Angeles has become a main hub of the Galactic Confederation - a relay outpost for extra terrestrial travelers coming from and going to the Norma and Scotus-Centa